She sat on the steps of her back porch . Tears streaming down her cheeks . Her heart bursting at the seams . She watches as he walks away from her, suitcase in hand, smile on his face . Her money stolen little by little, as his excuses poured like thick honey. All that she had and was; now stripped down to the tears on her face she could claim as her own.
Lesson to learn: Never give your soul for the gain of love.
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Terry Shepherd
November 2016
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